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"why can't they just be friends" not in the homophobic way but in the "their platonic relationship in the source material is far more dynamic and complex than the sanitized personalities they gain as a result of shipping" way
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With all the chaos going on with the Trump administration, I think it's very important that everyone watches this video, made by a civil rights activist and lawyer for over 20 years (as well as avid Pathfinder GM and TTRPG enjoyer). He goes over the importance that we the people need to stop Trump from enacting his facist agenda, calls out the Democratic party and liberals for letting everything so far happen, and most importantly, repeatedly showcases the power that the American population and what we can do to stop all of this.
I will note that this video only has 13K VIEWS! It is long, about an hour and a half, but it's divided up into chunks in case you don't have that much time to devote to watching a video. Please watch this, sooner rather than later, even if it's only bit by bit. I regret not watching it sooner when it came out because if I did, I might've been able to contribute to a rally by now.
It is slightly outdated because it was before Elon started gutting the government but the overall message remains the same. We need to fight back, or else America is at risk of becoming another Nazi Germany.
If you care about immigration rights, racial minority rights, women's rights, LGBTQ+ rights, trans rights, and otherwise the rights of those who are oppressed in America, please watch the video and reblog this post.
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its unreal how all of my favorite characters have exactly the same traits and hobbies and diagnoses as me
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I fell asleep in my friends' arms. It was eleven at night, we were tired, curled up in a small pile on my tiny bed. I had my head buried in my roommate's side, and one of my closest friend's hand on my shoulder, steadying me. It was quiet and nothingness and peace and their heartbeats in my ears, my hands in their hair.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
We pack four people to that little bed, you know. Laps used as footrests, collarbones as pillows, little lights like moonlight in rustic yellow bathed on their faces. The TV plays an anime. The words are repeated by my dear friend on my shoulder, curled close. My legs are asleep; my roommate may be, too.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
The cat curls on top of our criss cross mess of legs and arms and heads on chests to absorb the warmth of us all. She purrs in contented peace. When my roommate and I are left alone in the quiet, she cries, and watches the door for our friends' return.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I will never kiss them but the top of their heads. I will never touch but the warmth of their arms. I will never take more than what's freely given, and in return I put my glasses on the bedside table fashioned from a guitar amp, and when I lean into their sides, I pick up my vulnerability and place it in their capable, tender hands.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I sing for them. I cry for them. I work and I run and I withstand the worst of the world for them, because some days I get to cradle their forehead on my shoulder and some days I get to see their shining eyes.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
Maybe to you. But look beyond explanation. I love them. With my heart in my unsteady hands, with my nose pressed to the side of their head, with the buzzing in my feet and the warmth all around Iike the sunset pushing into the window.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
Is it enough to say I love them? With no strings attached? With reckless abandon and utter devotion and freedom and kindness and fear?
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I cannot explain it any clearer. I love my friends. There is no more to say.
